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“Be happy… I’m sorry!”
These are his last words toward me. Words which have been written on a small piece of paper from a notebook and then put it in my jacket pocket when I didn’t noticed. He just left, letting me behind with a broken heart and never to hear his voice again.
This is not my story, is a story about a boy named Aeon, which came in my life at the start of a sunny and beautiful autumn morning and left at the end of it, on a cold and windy November afternoon, in a second, he was gone, forever.
It was a lovely morning, sunny and bit chilly, perfect to start a new chapter in my life. What I didn’t know is that I was about to met the person which will bring me happiness but sadness as well, at just few steps from my home, on a narrow street, between the houses; when went outside to walk my new dog. "You’re in my way, girl!” That was the first time we meet and heard his voice. Though sounded rude was warm and calm. “ The boy behind me was tall, skinny and was wearing a jacket and having the hood on his head. The first thing I was noticed was his deep and black eyes, staring at me, like seeing through me. That scared me for a second. Then he pushed me gentle on the side and pass near me, smiling.
It’s been a week since our encounter and I founded myself now stalking each day the mysterious boy. He made me curious because he walks the same street, on the same hour, each morning, with the same jacket.
“I feel I’m stalked by a curious cat”, suddenly I heard coming whispering from behind in my ear and felt in my head his cold hand. “Do you think I won’t notice?” I remember saying those words he started laughing at me and started playing with my dog and ignored me for minutes. In fact I was too ashamed to talk or watch at him, but after a moment made courage and muttered few words, “hell no, I was just passing by and only noticed you, that it!”, and I felt the cheeks burning. He stood up and pulled from my left check while he passed once again beside me. The boy stopped and turns a bit and only said four words. “Aeon… Is my name”, then left.
Since that day we started meeting each morning and chat for a bit, but no important things. Sometime he was cheerful and talkative but on few occasions he was down and mostly playing with my dog while he only was saying few words, letting me do most of the talk. He always asked about me, my family, things I like but he never said during our little meeting nothing about him, only knew his name and that he has twenty two years and he was living near somewhere.
“Aeon, is a strange name around this parts.” I told him one day looking to how the rusty color leaf was falling from the threes on each breath of wind.
“Did you know aeon means “life” but for many years it was tended to mean “eternity”, my mom thought will represent me.” And he laughed, saying “life”, what a joke”. Didn’t understood back then why he said that, I wish he would had told me more about himself, to know him better, not toward the end.
“Hm! Do you want come to my place?” Suddenly he asked me toward the October end. “Don’t think anything bad. Just … My legs kind of are letting me down this morning. I would love to talk more with you. Sometime, lately that house feels too big and empty, even with my family around.” I accepted because I felt that something was not right with him in that moment and had a bad feeling if I would had let him go alone. Aeon though he was with five years older than me, he doesn’t have many friends and mostly stayed in the house, hiding from everyone, waiting the time to come…
When we arrived there, on his house sign was written “Dr. Émile Clinique”. There we sat on a bench because Aeon felt sick. He started coughing heavy and noticed on his hand though tried to hide it, blood. He told me was nothing, just a cold and smiled. But his pallid face and the sweat were saying something else for me.
“My father… Has made this little clinic here for…” and he stopped and started staring at the grey sky. He couldn’t continue. I noticed his shaking voice but I couldn’t ask him. I knew something was wrong with him but I got to afraid to ask him.
“Do you have others siblings?” I tried changing the topic of our conversation…
“Two younger brothers. Are in France right now. In visit to my grandmother with my mother. Might come back soon…” After a short break he told me “thanks” and looked in my eyes. He touched gently my face and without any notice he kissed me on my lips, letting me wordless and surprised. It was my first kiss. Was sweet but felt bitter, because I was afraid of something and that time still didn’t knew why. He stood up and left letting me there on the bench without saying anything to me. I knew that moment I felt in love of a boy I didn’t knew nothing…
Since the kiss passed two weeks. Was already middle of November and we met each time in front of his house on our bench. We talked; we laugh, but never made any plan longer than a day. Though I noticed he barely could walk to the bench he was always trying hiding this fact but saying” I have nothing”. He was happy seeing me but same time he was suffering. I was seeing that in his eyes. “Soon I’ll be leaving”, suddenly told me in one evening looking in the ground playing with the dog. “Were?” I wanted to ask him, but I was too afraid of his answer. “
‘You know? I’m glad I met you, even for a short time, was fun.” He stood up and turned my back toward me and took his hand to his face. Slowly the wind started to catch up speed and the rest of leafs started to scatter around us. Cold drops of rain started falling or the heavy grey clouds. That moment made me shiver. Like the end for us will be very soon. On the heavy rain he kissed me once more and then felt his lips, his hands holding my face. Were burning like an unstoppable fire, which slowly devoured him from inside.
That was the last time we chat. Toward November ending I got a call from his father requesting me to come fast. Aeon wanted to tell me something. When I arrived he was waiting me outside, staying on the bench. He tried to stand but he couldn’t. I ran toward him and stopped him from his try. He looked skinnier and looked like the spark he had his deep black eyes was vanishing slowly. He whispered to me “Thank you and glad I met you. Even if was too late and I wanted to be more time with you”. I felt his arms around me and he asked me if he can put a bit his head in my lap to rest a bit. He felt tired and his eyes were heavy. “How you been lately?” He asked me. I talked and I started playing with his hair. For twenty minutes I talked. He never said a word. I stopped suddenly and I remember calling his name, “Aeon”, but not a more or a reply. I still remember his peaceful face while he felt asleep in eternity at the end of a beautiful and everlasting fall, how his father told me, when he took him in his arms from the bench while he felt asleep in my lap.
Reading those words from that not now I understand why he hated his meaning of his name. He didn’t wanted “eternity” he only wanted “life”. His father told me that his last three months from his life were filled with a short moment of happiness each time he was seeing me. He never told me he was dying. He didn’t wanted to make me worry and to stay with him because of pity. He left and let me behind without telling him… How much I loved him. Now is useless to say it. He can’t hear these words. Why those few words he let behind.
Reading that note hot tears started to fall down, on the girl cheeks. Suddenly she felt a pat on her shoulder but when she turned back was nothing, just a void in her heart and an empty bench, everything embraced by cold wind mixed with snow in a last day of fall.
The Nordic Arctic Forest
In the far future, most of the planet had turned into a glacier of ice and snow. Only a small line near Equator was still green and fertile. From the elders it was said, “Never go north or south, for there is only snow and ice; not a single person has ever returned.”
Arthur was someone who didn't believe those words the elders kept saying to him. “ There should be more to it than just snow and ice, the small place where we are living isn't enough, not anymore”.
He had someone who he was betrothed to, and he thought long about it before committing himself to his partner. Arthur said to him.
“I am sorry, Gewaine, but before we can marry I want to look in the north and the south, maybe even find a place for ourselves.”
“I can't let you go alone,”
“You have to, this is not only to search the land but also to find my way back, And to accept this marriage fully.”
“I know it was hard in the beginning when our parents introduced us to each other, never thought they would bring a other man to the room! But when I started to know you a little better I found out they made the best choice”
“ I am glad someone like you is waiting for me, Gewaine, but if it takes too long ask your parents to cancel the contract.”
“No I will not do that, I am going with you. That is the last thing I am going to say about it.”
A few days later Gewaine and Arthur left their home, where they had lived up till now, under close watch of their parents, and ventured into the unknown areas of the world. The beginning was hard for them. The lives they lead until that time had been*good without a lot of uncertain things, but now every small thing was uncertain, from where they would sleep to the animals living in that part of the forest. They bought some husky dogs in a shop close to the border to help them carry some of their luggage on the sleigh, mostly provisions and a tent, to survive the bitter cold of the northern Arctic.
In the first few weeks there were a lot of times when Gewaine and Arthur wanted to stop and turn back. But with a strength that came from the bond these two people shared, they were able keep moving forward.
After the desert of snow, and a forest of ice, the landscape started to change slowly from dead trees and bushes, to orange and golden colored ones. Gewaine and Arthur were stunned by the – for them – unknown beauty of autumn. That changed in an instant , when some of the brown leaves started to fall down to the ground. Explosions followed
“What in the heck....?”
“The trees are trying to kill us with their leaves,” Was Gewaine’s dry answer.
“That I can see, oohhhh and I can feel the heat of the explosions. My main question is why the trees are not burning? Shouldn't this be a forest of fire instead of a mere fire color?”
“How should I know? Let's run out of the forest and see what is on the other side?”
“I wonder what these trees and ice plain are protecting?”
“You and me both, Arthur” Gewaine started to run towards the clearing they had been seeing, while left and right they passed remnants of people who had tried to do the same thing, but failed with the end in sight.
The end seemed at the same distance each time they looked “Why doesn't that clearing come closer? We have been running for a long time.”
“Maybe escaping the leaves like that isn't the answer; Let me try something ...”
Gewaine walked towards the tree that was the nearest. Carefully he placed his head against the base of the tree, leaves started to fall more rapidity. But Arthur was speechless, for the leaves didn't touch his lover, they fell close to him but he was still unhurt.
“Please let us pass, we just want to find a place to live.”
“Do you really think that will help?”
“Ssh, it will trust me.”
“It is not you who I am doubting.”
But the explosions stopped and the path opened up.
With a lot less confidence Arthur and Gewaine walked towards it.
Coming there they saw fields of golden grain and corn all ready to be eaten.
There was a small road that led to the more golden colored trees.
When they entered, the orange leaves started to fall. The ones that fell on there clothes left burn holes in them and the ones touching their skin left blisters.
“O GREAT! First we had explosive brown leaves and now burning orange leaves, what is this --the curse of autumn?”
“I don't think so; more likely it is a defense against intruders. I will go ask them to let us pass again.”
“No I think that it is my turn this time.” Arthur walked towards the biggest tree and touched it gently. “Please let our group pass, we promise that we will not harm the land.”
They still needed to walk a mile or two. In the next clearing they discovered a garden full of ripe fruits. A small gravel road appeared between the berry bushes,
“What kind of place is this, who made these grain fields and fruit gardens?”
“When you find out Art, I will now it as well.”
“True Gewaine, let move further, or should we rest for a moment?”
“Let us rest, after those explosive leaves we haven't taken a rest, *end sent* I fear the dogs also can't walk any further,so let us see what we can do with their packages.”
While Arthur and Gewaine rested, they also started to make a different holder for the packages. For smaller packages, they called each dog by his or her name and when the dog in question came, they rearranged the holders and bags, so that it they wouldn't touch its fur.
After four hours Gewaine looked at the sky. “Why isn't it becoming darker to indicate that the night would fall, and the sun going lower?”
“I don't know, maybe explosive leaves and burning leaves are part of a defense system.”
“What do you mean, Art?”
“I mean do you remember what everyone told us when we wanted to go north to find out what was there?”
“That it would be foolish to travel to a place that wasn't even shown on any known map”
“Yes,but in the past it did show on maps, it was known by the name North Arctic, with a few other countries. As far as I know they should have been visible on the satellite scans, but instead there was only a sphere visible. Maybe just maybe that sphere prevents it from going dark?”
“Let us sleep for a few hours, before moving to the next field.”
8 hours later
They had washed their faces with a bit of water they had found, thanks to the dogs.
Well-rested they started to walk again.
It took them almost eight hours to get through the fruit garden, they came across fruits they had never seen before, not even read in books. Their happiness of finding new things came to a abrupt end when they faced another golden forest.
“I wonder which leaves will fall on us this time?”
Gewaine and Arthur found that out the moment they stepped into the forest
the golden leaves that fell on them sliced them like knives. They used the knowledge from the other day and looked for the biggest tree in their path, but couldn't find it.
“Shall we try it with a normal tree?”
Arthur only nodded and together they walked towards the first tree.
After a while they still couldn't find the tree who wouldto listen to them.
Gewaine commented to his lover
“ Do you know what the strange thing is, why are we the ones getting hurt and the dogs can walk unharmed each time?”
“Wait, What? Really?”
“Yes look they aren't even wounded and yesterday with the explosions they only got hurt when they got scared, and after the burning leaves, I didn't see marks on them when we changed their luggage holders.”
“Maybe because animals aren't seen as a threat like us humans?”
“Hurry up and find the solution, the leaves arrows are starting to make deeper wounds!”
“Heya that is a good name, maybe if we get through this alive, we can come back and pick up some awesome arrowheads here!”
“Let us try something new ….....”
Arthur took the lead and sat down under a tree with his legs crossed.
“Are you crazy?” His lover asked.
“This is the only way.”
A wave of golden leaves started to fall, Gewaine felt a breeze coming from behind him, and then he saw his lover vanish in a pillar of small golden leaves.
The last thing Gewaine saw was Arthur's smiling face and a waving hand. Words were forming on Arthur's lips: “Goodbye …........”
First Break with EVS
“Justin Beiber was black?”
“Whaaaaaat? Where on earth did that even come from?”
“Are you serious?”
“Ohmigosh… Diamond! Go look it up!”
“Oh dear lord, it’s Michael Jackson all over again…”
“But he still looks so good!”
“Gawd, I wanna have his baby.”
“I should smack you right now.”
“Ha ha! Quick! Someone get her “pimp hand” ready!”
“You got that from Slick-Back from the Boondocks didn’t you…?”
“Uh, no. I got it from ‘a PIMP named Slick-back.’”
“What’s the difference?”
“You gotta say his whole name or it’s not funny. Duh.”
“Why don’t you know these things?”
“Cuz she got somethin’ shoved up her—“
“—chimney! There’s something shoved up her chimney?”
“Santa’s in your chimney?”
“Whaaaaat? Santa? Where’s that even come from?”
“Well it could be a bat or a hundred bee hives or something.”
“Wouldn’t she notice if there were bee hives in her chimney?”
“I wasn’t gonna say ‘chimney…’”
“There’s nothing in my chimney! Geez!”
Oh, there goes Amethyst.”
“Really? They actually allowed her to come back?”
“I guess so.”
“She be having me laughin’ though.”
“Right? Have you ever seen her run?”
“Oh my gawd, I died laughing! This one day we were talking down in the basement and boss lady was heading our way. I spotted her and was like, ‘omg, Ame, there she go. There she go!’”
“And she took off running?”
“She freakin’ took off runnin,’ dudette. I not even sure if you can even call that running.”
“Whaaaaaat? What’s wrong with the way she runs?”
“HA! Are you serious? Have you ever seen an elephant run?”
“Ya’ll know ya’ll need to stop.”
“Yea, she’s such a jolly person.”
“Is he still in your chimney?”
“Gawd, there’s nothing in my freakin’ chimney!”
“Are you sure? I think we should come over to check just in case.”
“You always go for the booze whenever you come over.”
“Ha ha. Memories of Family Guy.”
“That one arc in Bleach.”
“Sano in Hana Kimi.”
“Anime geeks for the win!”
“You guys talking about anime?”
“The two dorks over there are talking about anime, yes.”
“Shut the hell up! You love me!”
“So how was your trip, Ame?”
“Meh. It was alright. I bought you something, Emeraude—did I tell you I have a boyfriend?”
“HA! You see how she just put that in there?”
“Right? ‘I bought you something, Em—it’s a Mexican lover.”
“So? What kind of boyfriend is he? A Mexican love story. How romantic, hm?”
“He’s pretty cute. I got a picture.”
“Hoooooly shmokes! He’s freakin’ hot!”
“How’d you catch that one?”
“Any pictures of you two together?”
“Well, I’m camera shy, so…”
“So there’s no pictures of you two actually together?”
“Where’d you say you found him again?”
“At the hotel we stayed at.”
“Are you a stalker?”
“But he’s so cute.”
“What are you tryna say?”
“I’m saying that—“
“—there goes boss lady.”
“I just got down here.”
“So what? You know what time you’re supposed to be back on your floor.”
“Right? 9:30 Sapphire.”
“But it’s 10:45!”
“Then I guess you better start running.”
“Tch. Then give me back my phone!”
“Oh, geez, Ame, don’t run. Please don’t run.”
“Oh my freakin’ gawd! Look at her run!”
“She’s actually running!”
“Whaaaat? Is going on here?”
“Uhm. Excuse me. Do you ladies know what time it is? And you’re still on break?”
“Hey, now. I still got 5 minutes, boss lady.”
“I was on your floor at 9 and they said you were on break, Diamond. I know I’m not crazy.”
“Of course not!”
“I’m not paying for you to sit around all day. At the end of the day, your assignment is ended.”
“Oh, my poor Diamond.”
“Hmph. Does she actually think I’m gonna continue to work here if my assignment’s ending in a couple of hours?”
“What are you saying?”
“I’m saying wanna go cause her some trouble?”
“Ooooh, you’re so bad.”
“What’s the plan?”
“you’re tryna get us fired!”
Was a quiet evening of June, with bright sky, a light breeze, and a moon which was coming shy on the sky .But in the same time a boring one. The heat after a scorcher is was feeling more after the night came in the small section. The air-conditioners could not make face. In my office i had a small ventilator, but still it could not give the old i needed for those hot nights of June. On my desk were a lot of papers which i needed to write, a lot of reports thrown away in a moment of fury. And a lot of questions without an answers from my subordinates which they come to me to ask different questions about they cases.
I was in the police upwards of 30 years and new on this section. I asked the handover to be close to my only daughter, the smaller from my 5 kids. She moved in this district with her new husband, the son of an important businessman. It was a district for those with money and power. I was worried by her security. I miss the days when i could run after a delinquent in the crowded city streets.
But i can't say that here i escape from my old clients. Right now i stay on dark, at the candle light trying to write a report, because of one of them. Everything started one hour ago, when someone i know wanted to break in the mayor house. But instead to cut the wire of the alarm house, he cut the light from the entire district. A short circuit
which, the electric shock, thrown him in a car were the alarm started. I can't stop smiling even now after i saw him. He looked so funny with the hair up.
His answer at the end of the interrogation and i quote "How would i know which is the right wire, i am not electrician, i only read in a book".
But i can say since i know BB he never had luck in this job f his, every time something happened. Once he entered in a wrong house, been shot by the owner in the shoulder, he was a cop. Another time felt in the neighbor pool with the stolen goods, He would escape but he can't swim. I could talk about his bad luck hours. I wonder what will happen with him in the future, and what bad luck will be ahead.
And like that i stay all the nights and days on this section.
The Clown that laughed
Fresh air coming through the sky when the clouds came quickly in. The ominous feel seems strange. The horror grips the sky, When a clown hops on by. A fear of the laughter seems to fail many for they seem to scare others.
So today is a day the clown found himself trying not to laugh. The clown looked up into the clouds and up in those blooming puffs was cotton candy cream puffs.
The cream puffs were unusual as they are different in color and great strength of a feather. They cannot lift a feather either for they would flop to the ground and wave they would fly away in the wind.
Though divine in away they live on the cotton candy cloud that is the color they think of. So if they want blueberry the cloud would turn dark blue and grape either purple, red or green, strawberry a red with black specks then tutti fruity it turns rainbow color.
The clown looked at the cotton candy cream puffs and began to chuckle, as when he looked up a hang glider slammed through the cloud. The clown went down to one knee as he saw one fall and go Crunch! once heard it hit like that his chuckle began to spurt out his in snickering trying to hold his red painted mouth shut.
The cream puffs became to fear on going to die a crunching death when they lost there buddy name blue goo. Now they are fluttering around trying to put the cloud of cotton candy back together with the sesame seed mind. Almost together when a a plane glider slammed through.
The clown snickering started to turn into cackling like a purple chicken in his thoughts, and that thought and seeing another one of the cream puffs hit the ground and go thud! Made the cackling turn into heavy snorting among his fat pinkish purple poke-a-dot giant gloved hand.
Now there is two cream puffs trying to get that cloud together. trying hard as they know the cotton candy cloud is there home. Struggling with thought and heart, but poof a giant jet plane powered its way through out of the blue, literally it was a blue cloud.
The clown began to laugh out loud watching in joyful cheer when another cream puff hit the ground with a thunderous crash that shook the earth. rolling over laughing trying not to laugh.
The last Cotton candy cream puff kept on trying to save there cotton candy cloud house with sadness in his heart, when a kite hit the cloud and it stuck...this was the cream puffs chance, it got on the string and ran down quickly. He picked the other three up somehow as it was week took one step and flop..then boom it exploded. Ka---Booom!!!
The clown just roared out with extreme glee and his paint started to cry off of him. then the cream puffs were now on the cloud again. Puzzling the clown still laughing, pointing and snickering until his makeup was completely gone.
Next minute the sirens blared and the cops showed up. "now you laughing fool you were tricked by those four, they knew you were the giggling clown flasher, now get your yellow raincoat on!" the cop replied without trying to laugh at that site.
The cream puffs now began to laugh and float to the ground. The came back and thanked them, then he arrested them for flying illegal unsafe aircraft, littering cause of it leaves out sugar drops upon the ground, and causing destruction upon the land. But they had to be left go cause there was no hand cuffs t fit then or anything to keep them caged, but they didn't get out of this that easy, the cloud was taken into custody cause it was dangerous, then it rained and they had no where to hide they melted away into the ocean, but are they gone?..and the cops had good blueberry cotton candy that night
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